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Galileo 9905.23 - 31
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 To:  steven_davis@startrekmail.com
 From:  Stephanie M Ellis <wyndryder@juno.com>
 Subject:  [USS Galileo] USS Galileo, SD: 9905.23, XO's
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On Sun, 23 May 1999 22:43:48 -0400, Stephanie M Ellis

<wyndryder@juno.com>; writes to USS Galileo <galileo@ucip.org>;:



OOC:  Okay, okay.  I'm sorry it's out so late.  I'm sending this from

home and I'm not sure if it'll go over the listserv.  If it doesn't,

could you please forward it for me Steve.  Thanx.  Trissie :) 



IC:



All the way to the Galileo Triss had been sensing a mix of emotions from

Atlanta, foremost of which were suspicion and wariness.  Triss sighed and

tried to ignore it, but was only partially successful.  The events

leading up to their being stranded on the planet had taken their toll on

her senses and that combined with her simple physical tiredness were

making it difficult to block out the surface emotions of others.  She

could tell that Ktryna wasn't overly thrilled with their would-be rescuer

either and Triss found herself wishing that *she* could change forms and

range ahead of the group as well.



When the group finally reached the ship, Triss was stunned.  Judging from

the angle it had crashed at, she would have thought that it would be in

far worse shape than it appeared to be.  Steve was amazed as well.  When

the were actually allowed on the ship, Triss was nearly overwhelmed by

the feelings of distrust emanating from their 'welcoming committee.'  The

worst of them seemed to be coming from the woman who looked to be

Klingon, or at least part Klingon anyway.  When she heard Ktryna

growling, Triss reached a hand down and laid it lightly on her head. 

{{Easy now.  We don't wish to get them too irritated with us.  One senses

that the woman there already wishes we had never appeared.}}  Ktryna

didn't relax her guard, but she did stop growling.



Triss decided to let Steve handle things, since he was the ranking

officer.  She just concentrated on blocking the emotions of the others

from her mind as best she could.  She was greatly relieved when Steve had

finished speaking to the officers in front of them.  He turned to her. 

"Lt (jg)," he said.  "Is there anything else you can think to

add about

what has happened to us so far?"  Triss shook her head.  "Not

really,"

she said.  "But I *would* like to tell these officers something." 

Steve

nodded.  "Go ahead."



Triss turned to face them.  "Relax.  I'm not going to pry into your

minds.  It's against all of the morals and ethics I learned growing up

and, more importantly, it would violate the oath I took when I became a

Councillor."  Ta'ra all but growled at her.  "Then how did you know

to

tell us to relax?"  Triss shook her head.  "Because you are

radiating

enough tension and distrust in your surface emotions to resonate with a

*far* less powerful empath than myself."  Ktryna turned to look up at

Triss.  {{Tell them that one senses it as well.}}  Triss nodded. 

"Ktryna

says that she's also picking it up, and her shields against such things

are far stronger than mine at the moment."  Ta'ra snorted and turned

back

to Steve, arms crossed.  "Well," she said.  "We can stick you

in some

empty quarters until we've had a chance to look over your StarFleet

files, but you'll all be in the same quarters.  Security reasons, you

understand."



Steve looked at Triss and she easily picked up what he was thinking. 

{{Do you think this is a wise thing to agree to?}} Triss nodded. {{I

think so.  If it will make them trust us more, then it's all well and

good.  I have no objections and it *is* their ship.}}  Steve nodded and

turned back to Ta'ra.  "That's up to you Ensign.  This *is* your ship

after all."



<< I'll have another one out this week soon. :) >>

_______________________

LtJg Trissana Moraine

Executive Officer

USS Galileo NCC-62773



AKA:

LtJg Mykayla Brooks

AEO

USS Avalon



LtJg Kendre N'rell

CMO

USS Magellan



Ens AisLynn of the House of K`meHl

CSecO

SB Arcadia



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